Disclaimer: Only own Tesia, & everybody at the school.
Prologue:
”Give me that!”
”No! It’s mine!”
The extra sheet was not for you to doodle on! It was in case you write big and needed an extra sheet! I’ll tell!”
The paper was grabbed then, and two fought over it – one it belonged too, and the other just being plain old mean – again. Soon, the paper tore in half, and the one it belonged too looked ready to cry. What had been ripped had been worked on long and hard – and was very special as it was for someone very special and very much loved by the one who had drawn it.
